Through the Door of Emotions
Joy greets me first with a radiant flame. It dances lightly, yet burns with grace. Then grief arrives with trembling hands, Tracing shadows across my face.
Anger storms in like thunder’s roar, Its fire fierce, yet secretly weak, While love emerges with open arms, Softly speaking the words I seek.
Through this door, I wander still, gathering fragments of what I am, A tapestry woven of tears and light, A soul completed by all it spans.
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One Goal
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